A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently novel Chapter 257

Simon, who was talking to Audrey, heard Bryson's voice. The atmosphere suddenly became chilly and he trembled all over like his whole body was frozen.

Simon looked at Audrey resentfully.

Since Bryson had already come back, why didn't she remind him?

That wasn't Audrey's fault. She had just seen Bryson come back.

If Simon wanted to blame someone, he could only blame himself. He was so excited to speak ill of Bryson behind his back that he did not know that Bryson had returned.

Simon was embarrassed. He greeted Bryson with an awkward smile.

"Hello, Uncle. You are so early today. Shouldn't you be in the company?"

"Why are you here?" Bryson asked instead of answering.

"I was afraid that great-grandmother would be too lonely at home, so I came to accompany her." Simon shrank his neck, not daring to look directly into Bryson's eyes.

"Are you here to accompany great-grandmother, or to speak ill of me behind my back?"

Simon was embarrassed.

"I..." Just as he was about to explain, he remembered that Audrey was still here. If he didn't explain it clearly, wouldn't it mean that he was lying? This was too inhumane. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and boldly met Bryson's eyes. "Uncle, I didn't lie just now. I heard it when I was six years old. You went back to China during the summer vacation and had a girlfriend. Later, after your girlfriend had a miscarriage, you sent her abroad. Am I right?"

Bryson had forced his pregnant girlfriend to miscarry and sent her abroad. Simon thought it was too unethical. Every time he thought of it, he scolded Bryson in his heart.

However, Bryson was powerful, and he was older than Simon. Simon had always been angry towards Bryson but dared not speak.

Audrey frowned and subconsciously refuted for Bryson. "It is impossible for your uncle to do such a thing."

Simon snapped, "Audrey, he didn't even explain himself. Why are you protecting him like this?"

Bryson's face darkened. "Who told you about this?"

Simon snorted, "Of course you won't tell me. I overheard it from my parents."

Audrey frowned.

Of course, she did not believe that Bryson was such a cold-blooded and heartless person. There must be some other secret behind this.

"If you want to know the truth, go ask your father."

Simon was confused. "Why do you want me to ask my father?"

"You might not believe what I said, but your father would never lie to you."

"Okay then." Simon picked up his phone and dialed his father's number.

Dean Randall quickly picked up.

"Simon, don't be naughty in your great-grandmother's house, Okay?"

"Dad, I have something to ask you!" Simon cut to the chase.

"Go ahead."

"Dad, when I was six, did you know that my uncle's girlfriend had a miscarriage and was sent abroad?"

Dean became nervous. "Why are you asking about this? How did you know?"

Simon felt that there was an implication in Dean's words. "Dad, this is very important to me. Tell me, it was my uncle who heartlessly abandoned his girlfriend and caused her to miscarry. He is a jerk, right?"

"No! It's totally nonsense."

Simon hung up the phone angrily.

After hanging up the phone, Simon was even more depressed.

With Bryson's explanation, the reason why he accused Bryson of being a jerk was not sufficient.

Bryson glanced at him indifferently. "Now you know the truth."

Simon curled his lips and reluctantly replied, "Yes."

In the living room, Kylee shouted in the direction of the kitchen. "Bryson, Simon, both of you, stay in the kitchen. One of you comes to play chess with me!"

Bryson said indifferently.

"Go play chess with your great-grandmother!"

Simon looked warily at Audrey who was still busy picking vegetables in the kitchen.

Bryson didn't like to explain anything to others, but just now, Bryson had asked Simon to call his father and explain for him. It seemed that Bryson wanted Audrey to know the truth.

Simon suddenly had a feeling that Bryson was about to have Audrey.

If he went to play chess with his great-grandmother, Audrey would probably be conquered by Bryson.

Simon rubbed his forehead and feigned a headache.

"Uncle, I suddenly have a headache. Could you play chess with Great-Grandma?"

"The army can treat headaches, I will call..." Bryson took out his phone and began to flip through the phone number.

"I'm fine now!" Simon quickly turned off Bryson's phone screen. "I'm going to play chess with Great-Grandma."